some thoughts on motherhood, marriage, learning to love my own face in the mirror, wondering about the lady in the tangerine coat in the bean aisle at the market, writing - the usual suspects.
It's funny, as I prepare to leave Malaga, all the little things have become so precious...buying an afternoon coffee, the view on the train home from work, the old ticket man, the bored candy stand lady, the idle taxi drivers I pass...it's so vivid, aglow with a light of urgency. This quote is so timely Bets!Thank you!
I can't believe you're readying to leave (perhaps gone as I comment?)...I love all the little things you wrote about ~ thanks so much. xo